When he staggered out of the bar, he was 'three sheets to the wind'.
We used 'sheets' to protect the furniture when we painted.
He slid between the 'sheets' and went to sleep.
(..) a la pared. They're against the wall already! Oh, you're so damn smart, you read it. A goddamn crib sheet. You almost blew it. You sure didn't help much. You can't do anything without a crib sheet. For God's sake, (..)1969 Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid